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He Went to Work anc
"Marriage between us in our pres
ent circumstances would be a mis
take," said the girl.
The man looked his wonderment
out of mild blue eyes. He sipped his
coffee, blew cigar smoke lazily up
ward and'appeared to think.
"Circumstances," he observed,
"were never more propitious."
The girl shrugged her shoulders in
comic despair.
"Will you never understand me,
Jack, dear?" she asked.
Jack smiled. "Why should I?" he
returned. "If I understood you
doubtless, you wouldn't charm me as
you do. Ignorance with me is bliss."
The girl fell silent and the man
continued to sip his coffee and smoke
as if he hadn't a care in the world.
Those who knew John Wood
Knight and those who knew of him
would have wondered with him at the
girl's remark. He was born in the
purple, as birth goes in New York.
Of good family, with a fortune that
made work unnecessary, possessing a
strong and handsome body, which
housed a mind of average education
and intelligence, he did not seem to
be the sort of man to make any wo
man doubt the advantage of marry
ing him. He was distinctly eligible
and had been much sought after until
it.was evident that Priscilla Sanborn
had annexed him for good.
Priscilla had not always had
doubts. She had accepted with pride
congratulations on her engagement
to John. Their friends said it was an
ideal match. The man wa3 tall,
fair-haired ar.d pink skinned, the wo
man a bruuetie abcvc tho average in
height and of exceptionally good fig
ure. Outwardly they were well
matched.
They had dined this night in a
back room of the Cafe Fiml?co, one
of those quiet places within sight of
Broadway but free from the glare
and noise of that resplendent tb' r
oughfare. They had . been here
many times before. John had said it
was the only place in New York you
could ret things properly cooked,
and h? was a stickier for good cook
ing.
"You can't eat frills,"" he said
when some one asked him why he
didn't go tb the places approved by
fashion. John was very good to him
self in the matter of eating.
. Priscilla had asked John to bring
her to the Pimlico this night. She
had said, somewhat oracularly, that
they must have a good talk; a good
down to the boots taik was the way
she put it.
Priscilla was a very sensible young
woman. Those who knew her at all
intimately declared that her good
sense was very pronounced, that it
was impossible for her to be frivolous.
She never allowed her feet to stray
where her head had not pointed the
way.
She had been silent through din
ner. Mas, the rotund . waiter, had
served them .'n astonishment, for they
were old customers and usually were
very talkative. After he had brought
the coffee he withdrew, shaking his
head-doubtfully.
"I'm afraid Mr. Knight and his
young lady have had a falling out/'
he remarked to the chef.
. The chef, intent upon a dish the
success of which in other hands
would have been doubtful, grunted.
"Too bad" and went on with his work.
John had not worried over Pris
cilla's preoccupation, and even her
declaration that their marriage would
be a mistake did not gat below the
even .surface of his mind.
Priscilla watched him with a queer
little smile. She loved him. she told
herself; the trouble was she loved
him sensibly. When you let the head
rule over ths heart romanea takes
wings. Ia lt not BO, you who have
loved?
However, Priscilla had niado up
her mind to something and lt was
bound to come out. She stopped
smiling and returned to the attack.
"I want you to listen to me, Jack,"
she said, "I .want you to understand
why our mariage as matters are now
would be n-mistake. I have read
much and^ I have observed more, and
I have come to the conclusion that
tho man who doesn't work, who
doesn't bear his burden of the world's
burden, will not make a good hus
band, and"-she hesitated for a mo
ment and blushed prettily-"and will
not make a good father. Jack, dear,
you're a loafer."
"Sure," said Jack. "Why not?"
"Why don't you work?" persisted
Priscilla.
"Don't have to," said Jack.
"Jack," said Priscilla somewhat
sharply, "if you marry me you've got
to work." ^
"Good LordY' said John Wood
Knight, startled, "s,o that's what you
want. All right, I'll work. Don't
mind work a bit if it pleases you.
What shall it be?"
Priscilla did not deceive herself
into thinking she had won. She was
/prepared for this ready acquiescence.
"I want you to make a career for
^yourself."
"What in, pray?"
"In politics."
"Well, I'll be hanged," said Jack.
"Wouldn't I just make an ass of my
self in politics? I suppose you want
me to be President?"
"Hardly that, Jack. At least not
yet a while." Priscilla was serious.
"But it has been on my mind'for some
H?ne that my husband must bs a man
who does something else than spend
the money other people made for him.
You don't have to work for money,
so you must work for fame. I'm
afraid you wouldn't gain much fame
In literature or art, or even in a pro
fession even if you were to go to
school all over again. Politics it is.
You'll be a reformer, and with me to
belp you you will make yourself
somebody."
"I'll bet you won't," said Jack. Ile
sat up straight and took control of
the talk. "Now, you listen to me,
Priscilla. Do I understand you to say
that you won't marry me unless I
work?"
I There Were Results.
Priscilla nodded.
"All right. Now I want you, Pris
cilla." He reached out his hand and
patted hers as it lay on the table. "I
want you, and if I've got to work to
get you, why, I'll work. You are so
keen on the dignity of labor that I'll
have to go at it; but I am going to
pick out my own job."
"That's the talk, Jack, dear," said
Priscilla clapping her hand3. "What
will you do?"
"I'll be a cook," said Jack.
"A cook!" Priscilla almost
shrieked. Then she laughed. "Don't
joke, dear," she said, "this is seri
ous."
"And I am serious," responded
Jack, very serious, indeed. "I am
quite content to live the life as it
came to me, without questioning the
right or wrong, but I grant you the
emptiness of my life has made me
dissatisfied at times. -1 looked to you
to fill that emptiness, to keep me al
ways in tune with life. But you be
lieve in work and don't want me un
less I work. Therefore-the logic is
easy-I must work. And I will work
at the only thing for which I have an
aptitude-cooking. And when fchave
made a name for myself I will return
to you bringing my laurels."
Priscilla had no word ready, so
John went on.
"If you could have found your
tongue you would have said that it
isn't the work for a gentleman. I
know. But if you believe in the dig
nity of labor, so do I, and I believe
that any work that is fit fer the man
is fit for the gentleman. Not that I
recognize any essential difference be
tween the man and the gentleman,
but I tear you do. Now you know
I can cock. Haven't I been thc cook
when we went to Dick Sialling's camp
in the Adirondacks and didn't you ap
plaud with the others? I like to
cook, too. A frying pan enthuses me
to do great things and I have a posi
tive love for a broiler."
"Max," he called to the waiter.
Max came up with the bill.
"Not yet Max," said John. "Can
you tell me if there is a vacancy here
for a cook?"
"Thc second cook left yesterday,
sir. Have you some one to recom
mend?"
"Yes, myself."
"It pleases you to jest, Mr.
Knight." Max was somewhat
aggrieved.
"No joke at all," said John. "I
have decided to stou loafing and go to
work. There is nothing I can do bet
ter than cook. "Who-hires thc cooks
here?"
"The chef, sir."
"Ask him to come in, please." All
the other guests had gone, so his re
quest could be granted.
"Yes, sir," said Max, departing for
the kitchen.
Priscilla had found her tongue.
"Don't be a fool, Jack," she almost
snapped.
" Jack's blue eyes beamed on her.
"It's your own'doing, dear," he
said.
Ma\- returned, having in tor/ a port
ly, white aproned,-.white capped indi
vidual, who bowed ceremoniously.
"This gentleman," said Max to the
chef, indicating John Knight, "would
like to cook for you."
"That's right," said Jack. "Can
you give me a job, Mr.-"
"Pelletier," put in Max.
M. Peiletier bowed. He spoke Eng
lish with scarcely an accent.
"Possibly," he said. "I will give
you a trial anyway, because you ap
preciate my cooking, as I know. But
if you work for me it must be serious.
Tho kitchen of the Cafe Pimlico is not
a school for cooks, and it i3 not a
place for idleness."
"I mean business," said Jack, "and
will report for duty to-morrow, At
what time?"
"Come at 3 0 o'clock," said M. Pel
letier. He bowed and moved ma
jestically back to the kitchen.
Jack paid his bill and he and Pris
cilla left the restaurant. Priscilla
was fairly dazed. In the taxicab she
was silent and John, having had his
say, wisely refrained from further
speech.
At her home John declined -to go
in for the usual lovers' good night
chat. As soon as he had been ad
mitted he turned to go.
"Until I have earned the right I
phall net see you," he declared.
He marched down the stoop, while
a young woman who a few hours be
foro had felt sure of herself and of
( John fled to her room and cried. She
regarded tears as unnecessary, but
to-night they came unbidden. Were
they for wounded pride or for some
thing missed? Jack had gone with
out kissing her good night. As Pris
cilla was a sensible young woman let
us suppose that she soon dried her
eyes.
John Wood Knight, went to work
the next day in the kitchen of the
Cafe Pimlico. It was a different
Pelletier who received him.
"Understand, young man,'' ho said,
"you've got to work. Why you are
doing this I don't know, but since
you are doing it you've got to do it
right."
"Quite right, sir," said John
Knight.
Pelletier smiled grimly. "Thank
you for the sir," he said. "That's a
good start. You are what the world
calls a gentleman here, cs are all of
us. And new if you please, we will
get to work." 9
Cooking for fun is quite a different
thing from cooking for a business, as
John found out before he had been
in the Pimlico kitchen an hour. He
made many mistakes, for which Pelle
tier promptly called him to order, but
he took everything in good part and
showed a willingness to learn that
kept him in favor.
Pc-lletier kept him at it. with short
intervals for meals, until D o'clock
that evening.
"For a few days," said the che?,
"you come at 10 and work until 9.
When you learn your way about and
acquire more deftness your hours wiJi
be easier."
John was almost discouraged at the
end of the third day. Routine was
hard to him. Then came a change.
Without realizing it, he had come to
like the work. It was with pride
that he sent out a filet a la Marengo
or a Chateaubriand Pimlico to some
particular guest, while Pettelier nod
ded grudgingly approval.
One day he prepared a dish of his
own contriving, a dish he had set be
fore his friends many times in his
idle days. Pelletier had a little den
off the kitchen and at Pelletier's din
ner hour Jack sent in the dish with
his compliments. He waited with a
boy's eagerness to hear what the
great cook would say.
Pelletier did not appear for some j
time and the more he delayed the
more Jack hoped. Finally Pelletier
emerged.
"Your dish?" he asked.
"Yes, r?r," said Jack.
"We will put it on the bill of fare,"
said the chef. Jack blushed with
pleasure. So it happened that ragout
d'agneau a la Jack became a popular
dish at the Cafe Pimlico.
Max the waiter had taken a friend
ly interest in Jack's endeavors and
favored him from time to time with
the gossip of the cafe. When any
diners appeared whom Max recog
nized as Jack's friends he would bring
back word to the kitchen. One night
Max came in somewhat agitated.
"Miss Sanborn is with a party at
my table," he said.
"Yes?" sn id the new second cook. J
"She has insisted on the ragout a
la Jack."
Jack set about preparing it with an
odd smile. Later in the evening he
called Max.
"Did Miss Sanborn say anything to
ycu?" he asked.
"Nothing." Jack looked disap- ?
pointed. "But she ate and ate of the
ragout," declared Max, and Jack
brightened. "At least my work is ap- '
predated." he said to himself.
Jack Knight had been the second .
cook in the Pimlico for a month when
he had realized that he had found a
vocation. He had begun the work ',
partly in a spirit of bravado, but the
liking he had had for amateur eulin- j
arv pursuits had grown into a pas- j
sion. It was in him to be a cook.
Maybe his great-grandmother or some ,
other ancestor had been a cook and
he was a revision to type.
Jack began to dream. He would
eccel in this profession into which the
word of a woman had sent him. He
would be a head chc-f-better still, he
would have his own establishment. It ?
came to him as a surprise that he.'
could have a place of his own. He I
had forgotten that he was wealthy. |
There was nothing rash about John
Knight. He would stay a year in the J
Pimlico, if need be, until he had mas- [
tered at least part of the science of.
cooking; then he would open a place ?
which would attract the gourmets of j
the world. Old Pelletier would be
his steward and between them they
would make the Cafe Jack famous. j
His musings were interrupted by i
the unusual sound of a woman's
voice. Women came rarely to the
Pimlico kitchen. He looked over the j
serving counter and beheld a vision.
His first glance caught two roguish j
black eyes, a pretty mouth, half open
as if to let out a question, and rosy.
cheeks, a dimple in each. Later he '
added to the picture hair .of the deep
est black, arranged in a studied lack j
of order, and a hat which was all red ?
roses. Jack, it must be confessed, !
stared. He became aware that the
vision was talking.
Where is papa?" it said.
"Who is papa?" responded Jack.
"Monsieur Pelletier."
"i'll call him." Jack got a chair
for her and summoned his chef.
"Antoinette," said Pelletier, in an
attempt to be severe, "you shouldn't j
interrupt rae in business hours."
"But papa, I had to see you, really j
and truly, on something that wouldn't I
wait." I
The chef started to lead the way to
his den. She whispered something to ,
him and he stopped and beckoned to 1
Jack, j
"My daughter wishes to know
you," he said. "Antoinette, this is !
Monsieur Knight, my second cook, j
He is a good one. Jack, this is Made
moiselle Pelletler."
Jack bowed low. Blue eyes met i
black in admiration and challenge as
father and daughter departed.
Jack did not see the vision again j
for some time. He was wondering if
he ever would, when Pelletier sur- ;
prised him one night with an invita- j
lion. "Will you come out wiih me ?
some night to my little cottage in j
The Bronx and stay the night?" said
Pelletier. "We will breakfast under
the trees and you shall see my gar
den."
Jack wouli, Especially would he
take delight in seeing the garden, he
assured Pelletier. But he hoped in
audibly that someone else than Pelle
tier would show him the garden. He
was day dreaming when Pelletier
spoke further:
"Understand, Jack, lt is not the
chef of the Cafe Pimlico who is invit
ing his second cook. It is Monsieur
Pelletier, gentleman-and I am well
born-who is inviting a friend."
Jack put out his hand. "That's
what I want." he said.
Jack found the cottage and the
garden in The Bronx all that could be
desired. M. Pelletier did not show
him the garden. For a day at least
Jack forgot his other world and for
got what sent him into this. He re
turned to his pots and pans with
greater enthusiasm fer the work.
That Cafe Jack of the future had a
deeper meaning. He made frequent
trips to the garden in Tbs Bronx. He
said it cave him inspiration.
One dull afternoon he was alono in
the kitchen absorbed in making a ?
new sauce when Max appeared mys
teriously.
"Miss Sanborn is in the back room
and wishes to see you," said Max.
Jack hesitated. He didn't want to
leave his sauce and yet the kitchen
was hardly the place for the talk he
knew was coming; but it was av. good
as any other part of the restaurant
and Jack had an idea that he would
like to have Priscilla see him at work.
So he asked Max to bring Miss San
born in.
Priscilla came in somewhat timidly.
Aggressiveness seemed lo have gone
from her. Jack reached lils hand
over the serving counter and gravely
shook hers.
"How d'ye do?" he said. "You see
I am intent on a sauce, but we can
talk as I work."
"The ragout was fine," said Pris
cilla.
"Thank you," said Jack. He was
decidedly cool and at ease. Priscilla
was embarrassed.
"I've been expecting to see you,
dear," she said meekly.
"Too busy." said Jack, reaching for
the mustard pot. He measured out
a portion with a critical eye and
dumped it into the mess before him.
"I was wrong. Jack." the girl burst
out, "and a fool, too, to tell you to go
to work. You've done enough. Come
back into the world and to me."
Jack stirred the contents of th?
saucepan thoughtfully and put the
pan on the stove. He kept a watch?
ful eye on it.
"Jf this turns out right," he ob?
served, "there will be a change on the
bill of fare to-morrow."
Priscilla stamped her foot. "Will
you be serious, Jack?" she exclaimed.
"You have kept up this play long
enough. I made you do it and now
I want you to stop it."
"Can't," said Jack. '
"You mean you won't."
"No, I mean I can't." The sauce
had come to a boil and Jack took it
off the stove. It seemed to please
him. "Listen to me, Priscilla." He
was serions now. "It is true you sent
me into this, and for that I thank
you. I have found joy in a work < hat
suits me down to the ground ou
preached the dignity of labor ;ave
proved that you are right."
"But a conk, Jack ' e girl
pleaded. "Surely this v.- isn't dig
nified."
"It is to me," said Jack. "My birth
and money were just accidents. 1
find more real pleasure in preparing a
proper dinner than in any of the pur
suits of tho idle person you knew.
You called me a loafer. I was. Now
] am a worker, doing my part in the
world. Of course, I am ambitious.
1 would be a better cook and in time
I would have a place of my own.
Some day you will be proud to come
to the Cafe Jack."
"There is something else in life be
sides work." Priscilla's eyes were
very wistful.
"I know." said Jack quietly. He
was thinking of a garden in The
Bronx.
Priscilla didn't know about the
garden. "Is this cooking-this voca
tion-more to you than I am?" she
asked.
"Must I choose?" asked Jack.
"Yes, please." Priscilla's . voice
was tender.
"Why should 1?" said Jack. "The
woman should ;icccpt the man as he
is, if she wants him. Do you mean
that you wouldn't marry a cook?"
Pride end training loomed strong
in Priscilla's mind. The tenderness
was gone.
"Why should I?" she burst out.
"Surely lt isn't necessary."
"It is if you marry me," declared
Jack. "Be sensible, Priscilla, you
were not in love with me, but with
the man you thought I might be.
There ls no such person. Therefore
you have left only the empty shell of
an ideal. Hadn't you better keep ta
your ideal until you find somebodi
who will fill it better than I?" . ;
"Do you intend to live without
love?" asked Priscilla.
"I may find some one willing to
love a cook," said Jack hopefully.
"You are hopeless and I have humi
bled myself for nothing," said Pris?
cilia. "Is it good-by, then?"
Before Jack could answer Antol
nette burst into the kitchen. There
was something explosive about Antoi
nette's goings and comings.
"Oh, Jack," she began, and then
stopped short as she caught sight of
Priscilla.
The! girls eyed each other In chal
lenge. Priscilla finally broke a si
lence 'that was getting to be embar
rassing.
"I think I understand, Jack," she
said icily, "why you like cooking so i
much. Y\'ho is this young woman?"
"The daughter of Monsieur Pells?
tier, our chef," be said. Then, rais
ing his voice to include Antoinette, be
effected an awkward introduction.
Antoinette courtesied daintily and
smiled just a wee blt saucily. Pris
cilla scarcely bowed.
"All my questions are answered,"
she said to Jack and marched out. In
due time she married a rising young
politician with reform ideas. When
he became a United States Senator he
forgot the ideas, but that" does not
concern us.
"Come here, 'Toinette." said Jack
when Priscilla had gone, "and try my
new sauce."-New York Sun.
The General Electric Company has
perfected the new tungsten lamp3 for
200 and 250 volt circuits. This was
formerly thought to be too high a
voltage for the new lamps.
In general mancuvres thc infantry
must do more or less work under
cover, and ir. is frequently essential
for the soldier to work his way along
thc surface of the ground by creep
ing or crawling. In order to facilitate
this a genius o? Stuttgart has invent
ed a device, consisting of wheels,
rollers or runners, attached to a
frame or to tent poles, knapsacks or
other suitable parts of the equipment.
The utility of this invention remains
to be proved by practical experience,
but there can ba r.o question of its
novelty and originality.
Th? statement is made on the au
thority of the Railway Age Gazette
that with the exception of about 127
miles there is a chain of automatic
block signals from the Atlantic to the
Pacific. The lines thus equipped
make a total of 3245 miles, including
the Lehigh Valley Railroad, from
Jersey City io Buffalo; the Lake
Shore and ?Michigan Southern Rail
way to Chicago; the Chicago and
Northwestern Railway to Council
Bluffs; the Union Pacific Railroad to
Ogden, and the Southern Pacific to
Oakland.
|^1:.'7:THE?R F?
THEIR
THEIR
BEAU NASH'S WIFE.
. The sad joy of Juliana Papjoy
waits the hand of the sympathetic
dramatist. The girl used to ride
about the streets of Bath on a gray
horse, carrying a whip with m?ay
iiiongs4 a fad which led to her hoing
called Lady Eetty Besom. Eeau
Nash met her one day and promptly
fell in love with her. She returned
his affection. They were married and
In the last five years of his life she
nursed him devotedly. After his
death she vowed she never again
would sleep in a bcd and made her
home in a hollow tree. She eked out
a living by selling medicinal herbs.
At last, ill and fesling death near,
she begged to be carried to her old
cottage in Bishopstraw. Her wish
was granted and five minutes after
she had been placed on the bed in the
cottage she died.-New York Press.
EVENING DRESS IDEAS.
There are indications, in France at
all events, that we are returning to
old modes. Pompadour silks make
fashionable evening gowns trimmed
with flouncings cf lace. No one ma
terial, however, can be laid down as
the one which Dame Fashion delight
eth to honor.
There is a^ much variety in fabric
and in price as there is in color. Silk
over-dresses are made in many dif
ferent style?, all with the tight-fitting
waist. Soft folds and clinging drap
eries distinguish one class o? full
dress govrns. Long lines are essen
tial, and mero and more material is
used. Box pleats are cleverly ar
ranged from the bodies to descend cn
the skirt, all the material being cut j
away inside so as not to thicken the i
figure.
Embroidered crepe de Chine is
most fashionable. Many of thc tu
nics are finished with fringe. Tea
gowns and dinner gowns are difficult
io divide; the more eb borate tea
gowns are all cut low in the neck,
with flowing sleeves. The long hand
somely-embroidered, iransnarent tu
nics ave a great feature in evening
gowns. White tulle and black are
worked with paillettes a?, well r.s col
Yorhshirc Pudding Di
( to be Berved with a si::-]
ci I cup of bauer, two c-gus,
? cQ j quarter teaspoonful of sa
03 rx ) ins powder and two cups
?=* ( mixed as if they were for
{/> j pan 1 uee fer ino rcast is
?3 >- j is set on a wire standard.
? j hour cf being done ta!:r?
-?JLJ j liquor, butter the pan. pc
?3 j the uisat on the wire t
C?5 \ This is a dish much like
? ( gravy is made after tho i
|j3 CU j course tho Yorkshire pui
?5 t from thc bscf whilo it is '
cred tulles, sometimes with the iri-J
descent paillettes. Lace and net are ?
employed for so many cf the gowns.
Striped and figured gauzes make
quite delightful dresses.-Philadel
phia Ledger.
WORKING IN OFFICES.
The criticisms which have berni lev
ellcd against married women for :
working in o.Tces and stores after
the knot has been tied are unfair.
Th;? modern wife does not lose her in
dividuality by marriage, and if she is
capable of drawing a good salary as
an office woman she will hardly relin
quish such a place in order to do
household drudgery. More married
business women are found to-day in
offices and stores than at any time
before, and tho influx will continue.
The modern business wollan does not
look upon her husband as a "meal
ticket," but as a companion and co
worker, and this condition is a bless
ing for the men. The business wom
an has truly emancipated the clerk
from office duties and forced him Into
better paying trades and other occu
pations; yet she can earn a good sal
ary at this work herself, and where
husband and wife both work tho little
home can be purchased all the sooner.
It is far better for wages to go to mar
ried persons who spend them in the
city in which they are earned than to
have them go to spinsters to send to
the "folks" in Oshkosh or Finckney
ville. The husband whose wife insists
on working after marriage wiil ba
foolish to oppose her-better an effi
cient ofiico woman drawing a good
wage every time than an incompetent
cook and an amateur housekeeper
pasting money instead of earning lt.
-Chicago Tribune.
SUFFRAGETTES~IX ENGLAND.
"I've discovered why there are so
many suffragettes in England," said j
the lively American girl who had just j
returned from a three months' stay
with English relatives. "It's to es
cape the boredom of home life that
women over there go into the move
ment. Our girls and women don't
have a chance to got bored. There's
so much happening in our lives. We
don't have to bombard Congress and
chain ourselves to railings and defy
policemen for the sake of variety.
"English life is beautifully calm,
orderly, well bred. "While I was with !
my relatives in Dorsetshire I just lay !
back and breathed i:': great breaths of |
peace. But I knew that if I had that i
sort of thing nil the limo-if I had j
lived my life, as my cousins had |
theirs, in that, lovely, sleepy village- j
I'd have become a3 listless U3 they
were.
"One of my cousins wasn't listles?.
She w?.s the stuff of which suffra
gettes are made. She told me that ir
something didn't happen in that vil
lage before long she simply must
break loose - she didn't say break
?cose, but she meant ii-and go out
and fight for something, she didn't
carn what. 'My mother,' she said,
'asks me why I don't have some occu
pation, some interest in life, but
there's nothing to have here but the
curate.and thc village school.'
"I asked \ter why not bo a sn ff ra
!
A
selie, and she's considering the mat
ter. You know, om* crudity in Amer
ica helps us. Like children, we do
heaps cf Filly things, hut they help
us to let off steam.
"The suffragettes have harnessed
?heir steam to a principle, I suppose.
We'll never do it in America. We've
blown off the steam in too many
ways."-New York Tribune.
Net ls still used for smart waists.
Shoes have very elaborate foxings.
There aro multitudes cf all-black
hats.
Foulards have come to their own
again.
There is a marked preference for
bl:ici:.
Violets trim many of the new pur
ple hats.
Smart hats continue to he huge in
size, hut they have improved in line.
Next to the popular amethyst col
orings, thi favorite of Paris just now
is a faded light green.
lt is possible to introduce a warm
interlining in a satin cape or to have
it lined with caracul cloth.
~ White wash braid with a dash of
color is an exce?dir-c?:.- pretty trim
ming fer a young girl's wash dress.
There are capes and capes thes?
day:-, but the smartes*: for evening
wear are those either all white or all
black.
Foulards are made in such' at
tractive designs this season that they
can he us:d effectively in detached
nieces.
Thc new fur collarettes are just as
chic as .hey can be, and suggest to tho
li onie dressmaker ideas of using odds
and ends of fur.
The big crin hats, turned up at the
side and trimmed with feathers,
scloscd.-For a Yorkshire pudding
.our.d roast of beef I use one-half
one-half cup or sweet milk, one
Ir, two heaped teaspoonfuls of bak
?our. These ingredients should be
a tweet cake and well beaten. The
eleven inches by nine and the beef
When the meat is within half au
from the oven, pour out the pan
tur in the above mixture, replacing
tandard. Bake till well browned,
d by my family and friends. The
Lisual fashion of beef gravy, and of
Iding is enriched hy the drippings
baking.-M. A. E.
premise to he the ultra smart mil
linery style, both in the black and
the pure white.
White fur as a trimming on a white
/loth cape is very smart. For the
tody material white cloth, white cor
duroy or white cashmere are equally
ia fr.vor.
FASHION II.TNT.
The model illustrated here is a light-weight
novelty cloth, in o:*.; of thc new blue gray?.
A Talc of Rapid Transit.
Did yon ever hear Mark Twain's
story about the Mississippi River
steamboat.that had to stop its en
gines in order to blow its whistle? I
found a car linc the other day that is
run much on the same principle. It
ig a car lino operating some ten miles
beyond Plymouth, and -it boasts of
?wo car:-; i:i the summer and one in
ihe winter. 1 noticed that the car
ran slowly, but at rare intervals
wouhl spurt ahead for a moment or
two at a considerably faster speed.
"What cruses these bursts of speed?"
I ttsked tiip motorman. Ile grinned.
"That cernes when thc other car at
the cfr.er end of the line slops to let
off n r;:::3ngcr," bs explained. - Boa?
lan Journal,
r.cleased cn His Good Kecord.
"Your Honor," declared Ii. Kaiser,
of Boston, to Judge Grove*, of the
nedham Court to-day, "I have trav
fled 10,3G:i miles by automobile since
.May 10 without being held up or ar
rested fur overspeeding."
The defendant was given the ben
efit of the doubt on the charge of
cverspeedii'.g and was declared not
guilty;-Boston Evening Transcript.
^ Household Affairs, p
TO CLEANSE RUGS. "
Smyrna rugs may bo cleaned by
brushing thoroughly the velvet su*>
face with a mixture of corn meal and
coarse salt, slightly dampened. Sweep
the rugs with a clean broom.-Tren*
ton True American.
CHEATING.
Some new scheme for enabling
shopkeepers to steal pennies from the
consumer is constantly t iming ur?,
says an investigator. Daniel G.
Palmer, Massachusetts Commissioner
of "Weights and Measures, has been
conducting a crusade ia Boston.
False scales, short gallon, quart and
pint measures, undersized cartons,
sacks, firkins and bottles are only a
few of the methods which enable tho
dishonest retailer to rob consumer.^
to the tune ol from fifteen to tffe'iity
per cent.-Nev/ York Tribune. ' '
DARNING MACE EASY.
The next time you have a hole in a
stocking that you dread to tackle,
baste a square of net over the hole.
Then darn In the usual way. Draw
the threads back and forth through
the meshes of the net, skipping every
other one, so that in darning in the
opposite direction there is a mesh to
darn through.
Keep on hand for this purpose rem
nants of black, white and ecru net.
They c:in be put in a small hag in the
darning basket, to bo in uadiuess
whenever needed. A cotton net with
considerable body is the best to use
for an under-weave. Canvas, unless
very soft, is apt to cut the cotton.
For darning sheerer fabrics wash
blonde can he basted on the under
side of the hole aud filled in fie samn
way. This meihod must not be used
where the hole is in a prominent
place.-New York Times.
LAST WINTER'S TREASURE.
A young housekeeper whose
finances permit the luxury of only one
maid is undecided whether or not to
take back her treasure of last winter.
The treasure aforesaid is pretty,
young,, always looks attractive and
gives good service, but her "privi
leges" have grown almost beyond tua
bounds of reason. She has by plead
ing and subterfuge acquired them one
by one. and their sum and substance
is as follows:
One extra night out each week for
a dancing class, posting letters fre
quently, which takes two hours for
a twenty-minute round trip; girl call
ers every afternoon and tri-week?y
kitchen receptions, for which cake
odors float upward, although for the
family all cake is bought. Her work
is perfectly done, but the entertaining
belowstairs makes a gap in the store
room, and the noise of even quiet
company is apparent. It seems 1:0 he
a case of comfort versus discipline,
and if a happy medium can only be
agreed upon the treasure will rulf
again.-New York Tribune.
. Tomato Omelet-Chop fine half the
?ontents of a can of tomatoes, and
let where they will get thoroughly
chilled. Soak a cupful of bread
crumbs in a cup of milk and stir into
them five beaten eggs. Add the
chopped tomatoes, season to taste,
and fry in melted butter. After the
ouielet is "set," turn upon a hot plat
ter, pour tomato sauce over it and
send to the'table.
Fruit Fudge-Heat two teacups
;rauulated sugar, two-thirds cup milk
:o the boiling point. Boil six min
utes, exactly, then add two table
spoonfuls butter and cook to the
soft-ball stage (when tried in cold
water), Remove from fire, add tea
spoonful vanilla, a few chopped nuts,
one-half cup candied cherries, pine?
apple and citron, cut in small pieces.
Cream it with spoon and pour into
buttered pans to cool, Cut into
squares,
Lemon Drink-Take the Juice of
twelve lemons, grate the rind of six
in it, let lt stand over night, then take
six pounds of sugaf and make a thick
syrup, when it Is quite cool. Strain
the juice into lt and squeeze as much
oil from the grated rind as will suit
the taste, bottle and keep sealed tight.
A tablespoonful in a goblet of water
will make a delicious drink on a hot
day, and far superior to that pre-$
pared from stuff called lemon syrup
that one buys.
Jellied Chicken-Boil a fowl till it
will slip easily from the botes; let
the water be reduced to about one
pint In boiling; pick the meat from
the bones in good sized pieces, taking
out all gristle, fat and bones; place
in a wet mold, skim the fat from the
liquor; a little butter, pepper and salt
to the taste and one-half ounce of ge
latine; when this dissolves pour it
hot over the chicken. The liquor
must be seasoned pretty high, for the
chicken absorbs.
Welsh Rabbit-Onerquarter pound
rich cheese, one-quarter cup of
cream or milk, one teaspoonful mus
tard, one-half teaspoonful salt, a
pinch of cayenne, one egg, one tea
spoonful of butter and five slices of
toasted bread. Put the milk in a
double boiler, add the cheese cut in
small pieces: when the cheese is
melted stir in the egg well beaten
and mixed with the seasoning and
butter. Cook ten minutes or until
it thickens; serve on the toast.
Roller Skating on Shipboard.
The craze foi* roller skating, which
has spread in such extraordinary
fashion throushcut ell classes of so
ciety in thc British Isles during the
last year or so, has now caught the
sailors and petty officers of some of
Hl3 Majesty's licet in its seductive
sway. During the Thames display
thc people goiug around the warships
in steamers were amused to see quite
a number of seamen making a preca
rious rink cf the tieck of a battleship.
-Illustrated London News.
The lock of Gibraltar rises 14CD
feet from the sea* -